600 Benz (feat. Rick Ross & Jadakiss)

Why not live with the drive to aspire?

My ambition is flawless, this is gorgeous

This is Porsches, but this about the Benz, ya dig?

Pass me the lighter, Bro-zay, I need a J (Maybach Music)

I appreciate the opportunity, something special, my ****

600 Benz, house six hundred grand

That was six years ago, whips come from Japan

I get that work from my face

I get that work from my face, ay

Boy, 600 Benz, condo six hundred grand

I got twelve hundred kicks, them bitches straight from Japan

My ambition is wicked, I put that shit on my hand

I get that work from my face (I put that shit on my man, boy)

Wale, real ****, where the totem, blowing bomb haze

I just tell CJ keep on rolling, that's my shorty

Tinted out, you ain't seeing through

All black everything, this shit like a HBCU

Maybach Music, major moves, bitch I’m saving major loot

I make my old bitches buy me all the latest shoes

One whip just ain't enough, I just seen 33

You only half a W without a second V

Gotta be dreaming bitch I gotta be chosen

Shawty when I was 20 I had a Camry and tokens

But now I’m okay, bitch I got my shit together

Rozay told me keep on working, shawty you’ll be rich forever

Ever, forever my endeavors

And I sever my opponents, bitch I’m cold like it's in Denver

The dilemma is, you think I got no conscience

You think I'm just here flossing on raw shit about car shit

600 Benz, house six hundred grand

That was six years ago, whips come from Japan

I get that work from my face

I get that work from my face, ay

Boy, 600 Benz, condo six hundred grand

I got twelve hundred kicks, them bitches straight from Japan

My ambition is wicked, I put that shit on my hand

I get that work from my face (I put that shit on my man, boy)

Depending on how I feel, either the coupe or sedan

I’m only dealing with you, nothin' to do with your man

**** will ruin your plans, it’s best to do what you can

I’m up to six hundred bricks, started with two hundred grams

Hand to hand in the cold, pockets on hella swole

I was breaking ‘em down, now I’m selling ‘em whole

Work straight out the kitchen, ain't no competition

You just shut up and listen and you can complete the mission

Know you want me to fall, I don’t do nothing but ball

You heard I was in jail, well I just came from the mall

I’m on my way to the jeweler bout to cop me a Muller

Keep the digital ruler at arm's length of the Ruger

Life’s a bitch and I feel her, ain't nobody iller

Perico Godzilla, catch me blowing vanillas

Used to be blood money, now it’s go hard scrilla

After I count it all up, Imma go to the dealer and get a

600 Benz, house six hundred grand

That was six years ago, whips come from Japan

I get that work from my face

I get that work from my face, ay

Boy, 600 Benz, condo six hundred grand

I got twelve hundred kicks, them bitches straight from Japan

My ambition is wicked, I put that shit on my hand

I get that work from my face (I put that shit on my man, boy)

Skrrt! Hope you heard that intro

This that I been grinding cause I’ve been saving for that Benz flow

To mash on assholes with petty badges

Tell em **** we throwed, but they never gon catch us

If I am pulled over, I know they gon be on it

Cause it’s hot in here and I got no L like the ’72 Dolphins

Wooo! Race my ****

And I bet you never pass me like a free safety ****

I’m Polamalu, 600 the newest model

My newest motto to use a condom with newest models

Uhh, got a hundred on the dash, young

Y'all ain't killers, y'all got hundred yard dash guns

I’m a rare one, camo’s and some rare ones

Where I'm from is a circus hope you don’t expect a fair one

Dropping hundreds like it ain't nothing

Really it was but you know I never sayin’ nothing

600 Benz, house six hundred grand

That was six years ago, whips come from Japan

I get that work from my face

I get that work from my face, ay

Boy, 600 Benz, condo six hundred grand

I got twelve hundred kicks, them bitches straight from Japan

My ambition is wicked, I put that shit on my hand

I get that work from my face (I put that shit on my man, boy)